Chapter 153: The Holy Son wanted to rub Yun Fuyu's head and also wanted to ask...
After dealing with the criminals, Yun Fuyu and Adrian arrived at Yunya Tower.
It is called Yunya Tower because there is a high cliff facing the sea, which is shrouded in hazy water vapor and rain fog all year round.
The black cliff drops thousands of feet, and the cliff is covered with green grass.
The vast hillside stretched to their feet, and the place where the two stood was exactly the starting point of the cloud cliff.
The sea breeze blew, and the fog dissipated slightly.
Adrian: "This is the former site of the main residence of the Zong family."
In the dark white mist, a black iron spire can be faintly seen on the top of the cliff.
Yun Fuyu gazed at the black castle in the mist and walked up the slope.
Zong family.
There are only six largest families in the Seven Towers, and there are countless other families, large and small.
Yun Fuyu had never heard of the Zong family, nor did she know any classmates with the surname Zong.
Adrian was strangely silent and calm.
No one has set foot here for a long time, and the overgrown weeds have buried the former cobblestone road and have grown to calf height.
He didn't even need to look at the road to find the direction.
I have walked this road many times and I am familiar with the direction I want to go.
As Yun Fuyu walked, he pulled up the weeds along the cobblestone path and moved them to the grass on both sides.
The grass was covered with wet dewdrops, which could easily wet your trouser legs.
Yun Fuyu thought aimlessly that the air here was very humid, and if the vigorous weeds were thrown to the roadside with their roots, they would take root again where they should grow.
I didn't meet a single living person along the way.
The edge of the slope drops off a thousand feet, and anyone who falls in will be crushed to pieces. The waves beat against the black cliff endlessly, washing away everything on the shore.
It's the perfect place to kill and dump the body.
But Yun Fuyu was not nervous.
Neither he nor Adrian could easily kill the other. If they really fought here, it would easily result in a situation where both of them would die.
......
Blackcliff Castle became clearer and clearer.
It is a very large building complex, more like a city than a castle.
However, the spire is extremely high and the cliff is extremely wide, so from a distance it looks like a tall and narrow castle.
The castle was completely black, stern and hard like black iron, and the fog cast an extremely gloomy filter over it.
The moment you walk through the cast iron gate, the temperature drops.
Yun Fuyu raised his head, and his mental power instantly extended to cover the entire building complex, and then retracted empty-handed.
There's no one here.
The castle was wiped off the map, as if it had been wiped off the world as well.
It should be night at the military academy now.
As usual, Yun Fuyu sent a message to his teammates, roughly explaining his current location.
But teammates quickly responded.
"Lin Chaosheng: Got it, be safe"
"Seraphina: Send a message if there is anything."
"Yun Fuyu: Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
"Zhou Bai: Because we're all in sync! We're all waiting for news from Xiaoyun! [grin]"
In fact, Yun Fuyu was out "taking on a mission", and they were worried about him, so they kept the message reminders on.
It would be troublesome if I missed the message and Xiaoyun was lost again.
Yun Fuyu's long eyelashes were wet with mist, but her expression was warm.
"Yun Fuyu: I'm fine, you guys should take a break [Huahua]"
Adrian stood aside with his arms folded, waiting until Yun Fuyu finished sending the message before continuing to walk into the castle.
The place they were going to was the highest spire, hidden in the clouds and far away.
One has to cross countless intricate, moss-covered corridors and climb countless ancient steps to reach the top of the tower.
Adrian: "The Zong family was once the family that controlled the Cloud Cliff Tower, and it was also the family my mother belonged to."
The castle was deserted and abandoned as the main family lost power.
Deep green eyes looked at the spiraling stone steps beneath his feet.
"After the fall of the Zong family, part of Cloud Cliff Tower came under the control of the Fenrir family, and no one was left here."
There are many candlestick lights on the walls of the winding corridor, and the candlelight illuminates the hazy light brown brick and stone interior.
It winds and twists, seemingly without end.
Fortunately, there is a square window on the wall from time to time, and the fresh air with heavy moisture mixed with the sea breeze rushes into the corridor.
With her slender white fingers resting on the bricks, Yun Fuyu leaned half of her body out of the window and took a deep breath.
Adrian was not in a hurry. He stopped and waited at any time, allowing Yun Fuyu to explore the new environment.
In this way, they walked and stopped until they reached the top floor room.
The heavy black metal door with repetitive dark patterns was locked.
Behind the door is a dome-shaped study.
Scarlet velvet curtains with gold edges blocked the window, and a dark red carpet covered the floor. The barrier blocked all moisture and dust, as well as light and fresh air.
There is always no one here. The ownerless room spends long years quietly, and there is a sense of loneliness that has been silent for a long time.
On the wall right in front of the study hangs an oil painting with strange and dark colors.
The sky was dark, the earth was blood red, and only a faint glow emanated from around the World Tree.
A giant black snake coiled around the World Tree, its head and tail connected, forming a coiled ring, presenting a posture between worship and possession.
Adrian opened one side of the window to let in some fresh air.
"The spiritual form of the direct bloodline of the Zong family is the giant python."
He took another black box from the top bookcase. His fingers traced the pattern, and a slight clicking sound echoed as his mental power recognized it.
"Come closer."
A dusty secret unfolds to Yun Fuyu.
In the center of the box is a black scroll, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a fragment.
The long scroll appears to be made of some kind of plant fiber and should have been rolled horizontally around two dark wooden shafts.
But the scroll had long since been torn into black ashes, with only some unburned fragments left, lying broken where it should have been.
The wooden shaft had the original, simple shape of a branch, without any elaborate carvings, and was also burnt black.
At first glance, it's not as exquisite as the box it comes in.
But it's almost like there's some kind of magic about it.
Yun Fuyu held his breath unconsciously, staring at the familiar scroll, and stretched out his hand as if possessed, wanting to touch it - but before he could touch it, Yun Fuyu woke up from his trance and his hand stopped in mid-air.
…What is he doing?
This thing is so broken that the ashes can be blown away by any gust of wind. You must not touch it.
Adrian gently held Yun Fuyu's wrist, guided his hand, and let his slender white fingertips touch the black dead branch.
His deep green eyes were half closed and his voice was low, like a promise.
"You can touch it. You can touch anything you want."
There is no one here, only Adrian as the owner.
And Adrian obeyed Yun Fuyu.
His fingers gently stroked the dead branch, from the burnt tip to the other end that had lost its life.
"This thing..."
So familiar.
So familiar...
What is this?
Familiarity mixed with a strange sense of strangeness.
Yun Fuyu always felt that it shouldn't have been like this.
"The scroll that carries the Seven Towers' Oath is made from the branches and leaves of the World Tree."
Yun Fuyu felt empty inside, raised his hand and twisted his fingertips.
He stared at his fingertips in a trance, feeling lost as the scroll fragments dissipated.
It seems as if a long time ago, there was a man who excitedly made the most vibrant branches and leaves into green scrolls and gave them to his friends and followers, so that they would never be separated.
What a pity.
Yun Fuyu stroked the box like a child who had lost something very important, and her delicate and beautiful eyes were filled with a look of melancholy and confusion.
"Did the Zong family do something wrong?"
There were supposed to be seven dominant families in the Seven Towers, but only six remained.
A family disappeared, and the scroll carrying the Seven Towers Oath was burned.
Therefore, a section of the branches and leaves of the World Tree lost their vitality.
Adrian stared blankly into space, lost in memories.
"Fifteen years ago, the Zong family fell. The Zong family, once at its peak, was destroyed in an instant because of the crime of [breaking the oath]."
"The Church claimed that the World Tree would take human form and descend upon the human world. However, the Zong family stole the incarnation of the World Tree, causing its loss and destruction.
This matter is extremely serious, serious enough to overturn the foundation of the Seven Towers.
Having lost the incarnation of the World Tree, the Church has since closed its doors."
Yun Fuyu opened his eyes blankly, not understanding the meaning of the words.
"The incarnation of the World Tree... can it be stolen?"
How do I steal this?
According to historical records, the World Tree is an almighty god who leads humanity out of the risk of genocide and gives them hope.
Even human spiritual power itself is a gift from the World Tree.
But the word "stolen" makes it seem as if the World Tree is a child that can be kidnapped by bad people, which is contradictory and absurd.
Adrian leaned against the window with his arms folded, his expression calm and his tone gentle, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.
But his eyes were like the frozen tundra. The winter wind howled past, and even in the next year, the frozen ground would not thaw.
"Incredible, isn't it? If a near-immortal god really exists, then he can take back everything he has given to mankind with just a flick of his finger. How could it be stolen by an ordinary human?"
S, 2S, 3S, these levels can only be used to measure humans.
The World Tree is an existence beyond human rules.
Who stole it? How?
Yun Fuyu slowly frowned.
"Is the evidence complete?"
Adrian: "There is no direct evidence, only the Vatican's one-sided statement."
Yun Fuyu: “…”
Yun Fuyu hesitated to speak, and after a long silence, he couldn't help but ask:
“Isn’t this really an opportunity to launch a coup?”
Even from a logical point of view, this does not make sense.
If the incarnation of the World Tree could be stolen by humans, it would mean that He is not that powerful. Then who can prove that the World Tree is not under the control of the Holy See?
Since the Church has the potential to control the World Tree, is it intentionally causing trouble and sparking infighting among the Seven Towers?
Who can prove that the Holy See did not profit from the incident of the Zong family?
Going further, are the things recorded in history books true?
Adrien didn't say anything, but after a moment, he suddenly laughed.
"...Ha. You think so too...Even people who are hearing about this for the first time would think so."
Adrien gritted his teeth, and the words seemed to come out from between his teeth.
“The Seven Towers Council regarded the Church as higher than the law. Without a complete chain of evidence, they directly pinned the crime on the Zong family and carried out a major purge of the Zong family.
The entire process was completed in just three months.”
"They call the incarnation of the World Tree the Son of God. What the hell is that? They believe whatever the Church says. Who has ever seen the Son of God? Who can prove He exists?"
The Vatican is always like this, proudly guarding all secrets.
They claim that the Son of God descends on Advent Day, making it the most solemn festival. Ordinary people are not even qualified to know the origin of the festival's name.
Adrian didn't believe a word of this nonsense.
The old memories made his temples throb.
For all these years, no one dared to offend Adrian with the affairs of the Zong family. Now that the old things were brought up again, the anger that had never been extinguished burned up again.
But these things have nothing to do with Yun Fu Yu.
Adrien took a deep breath, looking away from the black box, his jawline tense, his face turned to the window.
He simply didn't look or think about it, not letting any anger disturb Yun Fuyu.
Back then, the Zong family was the only dominant family, and its influence far exceeded that of any other family.
The 'Yunya Tower' controlled by the Fenrir family today is just a divided Yunya Tower, with only a name for it, and is far less powerful than the main family at that time.
The other families pounced on the behemoth like hyenas smelling blood, tearing it apart and eating it all.
Yun Fuyu's fingers gently stroked the dead branches of the World Tree, her eyelashes drooping, as if she was caressing dead memories.
Her eyes and eyebrows are clear and spotless, just like a god with no desires or wants.
A small stone dropped into a clear spring caused slight ripples, but apart from the faint ripples on the water, no trace of anything was left.
What on earth had he forgotten?
The sound of Yun Fu Yu is very light.
"Do you think the Zong family is innocent?"
Adrian: “…”
After a long time, a deep and difficult voice said:
"I do not approve of the procedure used to convict the Zong family."
Even if the Zong family is really guilty, the evidence should be made public.
In the silence, dark clouds gathered and dispersed outside the window, the light faded, and a rushing wind blew into the room.
Then there was a faint sound of thunder.
There is abundant moisture here and it is close to the sea, so heavy rain is common.
Yun Fuyu stood in the center of the room, staring at the scroll in front of him. His slender figure did not move at all, and his mental power silently protected the room in the wind.
As the scarlet curtains rose and fell, he looked more like an ancient painting than the frame on the wall.
Adrian stared at Yun Fuyu in a daze until the raindrops blew on his face, then he closed the window.
"You can read the books here and take them away. No one else needs these things."
Yun Fuyu: "Okay."
This was also a token of gratitude to Yun Fuyu. Thank him for being so frank in expressing his speculation, instead of remaining silent like the others, not even daring to question it.
After putting away the scroll, Yun Fuyu tilted her head back and read the notes on the spines of the books one by one, her soft hair swaying slightly.
Adrian stood aside, like a big dog following his master.
Wherever Yun Fuyu went, his green eyes looked there.
Those few strands of messy hair felt like feathers scratching my heart.
The extremely light feather can gently squeeze the heart, like squeezing a fruit that has been lonely for many years, allowing strange and unfamiliar juice to flow out.
He wanted to rub Yun Fuyu's head and also wanted to ask Yun Fuyu what kind of fruit he liked.
Yun Fuyu was completely unaware.
I was just about to take out a few books, but just as my fingers touched the spines of the books, my mind suddenly fluctuated abnormally for a moment, like a slight tremor when I was cold, and the music suddenly missed a tiny note.
The white fingers paused, slowly withdrew from the spine of the book, and took out a bottle of diuretic potion from the backpack.
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